I take in a deep breath, whilst many seize

as clandestine gazes rest fleetingly

at my concealed crescents, as I watch theirs

stand in ovation to the titillating view

Some wedded, some wait for their lover

Yet all in a symphony of gazes lo, still, oh still

Love, a mere facade, a travesty of truth

For look at your beloveds look at me

With hungry eyes and salivating mouths

Lust, they call it a sin and yet deep down

they know too well, that's all they desire

Not you, not me, none, for love never existed

Just the hungry to eat, to shove and to pound

I know you shan't believe me but oh my dear

Know that they look even now

will later kiss you goodbye, only to fall asleep

To me, to me, to me.